The Suparan commander still remains at large, to everyone's dismay, even after the Supara lost the conflict.

#3 Terrorist Leader, Nix Suvalu

Known only as Nix Suvalu, he is the Supreme Leader of the Gaifan Terrouje, one of the most pervasive terrorist organizations in the inner rim of the galaxy. Focusing on the instigation of wars between the many barbaric denizens of the area, he makes a hefty profit out of selling advanced weaponry in the area's black market.

Nix's method of operation usually causes him to clash with the local Barroc Confederacy, much to his ire.

No one knows of his true appearance, though recent evidence suggests that he may, in fact, be a rogue Chivi.

#4 Terrorist Leader, Whartath 25-B

Records about his past are scant, but it has been confirmed that he was once a Clorvalliet military droid that went rogue and found a way to both remove his tracking device and upgrade himself.

Since then, he has created a large following of mostly mechanical organisms, some sentient, some not. Regardless, they've been involved in the assassinations and bombings of many environmentalist groups throughout the galaxy.

Due to his modular nature, his appearance is almost always not the same at any two given times.

#5 Lord Pirate, Urgherive XXXVII

Long since considered a somewhat minor menace in the outer rim, the Urgherives have since expanded their operations to accommodate the middle rim of the galaxy, causing considerable alarm to the galaxy's many security agencies.

The current Lord Pirate, Urgherive XXXVII, can be said to be a rather more difficult adversary compared to his predecessors. Short after he assumed the position by killing his brother, he rallied all the other pirates in the outer rim, successfully integrating at least seventy percent of them into his fold.

Urgherive XXXVII belongs to a species of eight foot tall, turtle-like creatures known as the Shihk.

On a side note, his species is on the brink of extinction due to an incident that destroyed the Shihk's home, and only, planet.

Ueif Nubajif Jrei Ut Hefro Ifiq Fijwarhavi Ut Erloma Anaqi Eflabe is the corrupt former prime minister of the Silafi Commonwealth Systems, an economically-centered civilization that lives mostly in the background of other, more prominent species.

Ueif Nubajif Jrei Ut Hefro Ifiq Fijwarhavi Ut Erloma Anaqi Eflabe's his charges would be too numerous to list here in it's entirety, so his record would be better summarized as being one of the most corrupt contemporary government officials in the entire middle rim.

Ueif Nubajif Jrei Ut Hefro Ifiq Fijwarhavi Ut Erloma Anaqi Eflabe's seomewhat long name stems from the fact that Silafi males fuse themselves with Silafi females to act as her fertilizers for life. The males' consciousness and verbal ability, however, are still intact, so they also have to be investigated.

Ueif Nubajif Jrei Ut Hefro Ifiq Fijwarhavi Ut Erloma Anaqi Eflabe is currently in hiding, with some evidence leading some to believe that the Gaifan Terrouje is somehow involved.

#7 Ex-Captain, Guina Priella

Original name being Terata Fukudavadiva, he is the former captain of OMS Moriva, a highly decorated GPA jurisdiction Orealyianis destroyer.

Amongst the Monarchy's many destroyers, his craft had one of the highest number of downed enemy vessels during the Milika-Supara War.

After the war, he retired to civilian life for a few years before moving on to Beyon City and changing his name to Guina Priella. From then on, he slowly broke ties with his past life. He would only be seen again during the Urgherive Pirate Fleets' first waves of expansion towards the middle rim, where he became one of the group's highest-ranking figures.

#8 Godfather, Hefio Eqe'stowe

Hefio Eqe'stowe is the leader of an interracial, inner rim mafia with strong ties to the local arms dealers.

He made it to the list through sheer number of offenses, similar to Ex-Silafi Prime Minister Ueif Nubajif Jrei Ut Hefro Ifiq Fijwarhavi Ut Erloma Anaqi Eflabe.

He is also known for being quite a sadist, according to captured associates, punishing failures in the most offensive manner possible, which keeps his subordinates in check and helps increase his criminal record exponentially.

His species and appearance are unknown, though his voice suggests that he has a very primitive, and artificial, voice-box.

#9 Unidentified Hostile Spacecraft of Sector 21

Not much is known about the craft itself, but it has been spotted numerous times in the area during the past few years. It has been known to attack civilians and military alike, though it seems to favor targets carrying culturally valuable equipment.

Any and all attempts at intercepting it have so far resulted in failure.

#10 Grand Secludo, Zerothe the Meakling

A powerful cult leader with teachings that have striking similarity to the Choro Deidalus' currently dominant religion. Though, with a bit more emphasis on the violent side. He mostly attracts downtrodden people, giving them hope in the form of destroying everything else, therefore equalizing everyone in the galaxy.

His group, known only as the Order of Secludiatna, has been tied with many other terrorist groups, often funding their miscellaneous operations.

His species and appearance are, so far, unknown to anyone other than himself.

Preparations were being done for the galaxy-wide invitation. It has been weeks since the sector's best scientists have worked out how to operate the ancient communication device located in the deepest bowels of Tanariadne. With it, they will be able to send messages faster than ever. Perfect for an organization that will soon span the entirety of the known galaxy.

As everyone readied themselves for the grand invitation, Director Folizi Kazamadariya can be seen looking out through the window of his humble office on top of the SPA Main Headquarters, just beside the recently reconditioned Grand Hall, which now serves as the Orealyianis king's residence and center of government.

As he looks up towards the stars, the director wonders if this truly is for the best of his people and of everyone else. He is unsure if the entire galaxy would accept their invitation.

But amidst all of his doubts, he is still spurred on by the words of his old teacher: "...to stand by in this galaxy in our stead... ...our only request..."

And so, the communicator was finally ready for activation. The people of the Athanatsu system and the surrounding systems all watched the communicator as it started sending out the word throughout the entire galaxy.

"Greetings all Type-3 and Type-4 civilizations. This is the Sector Protection Agency lead by Director Folizi Kazamadariya of the Orealyianis Monarchy. We would like to..."

As the transmission went on, the cheering of people in the homes, streets and offices of Tanariadne can be heard through the director's Omnium-plated office wall.

//Greetings all Type-3 and Type-4 civilizations. This is the Sector Protection Agency lead by Director Folizi Kazamadariya of the Orealyianis Monarchy. We would like to invite all civilizations near and far to visit our world whose coordinates are included at the end of this message. We would like to discuss with you the creation of a non-government group whose aim is to preserve and protect the peace of all our worlds. May you accept our invitation and may we have a fruitful forum at the designated location.

"Ah, greetings dear Globiens! Thank you for accepting our invitation! We hope we can work together and continually strive for the preservation and protection of the peace of the galaxy.", the director replied. Moments later, a large rectangular platform rose from the streets below and finally connecting to where they were located. "As for the available positions, please follow me."

The sides of the platform started to glow red as a small beam of equally red light was released from the very edge of it. The beam traveled a far distance before making a tight turn to the right and then continuing until it finally reached the horizon. The floor then started emitting weak vibrations as it slowly started to lift off what could be deemed the surface of the ecumenopolis. Moments later, it rested itself over the platform before flying over the path made by the red beam of light. The director then took out a small datapad from his necklace and showed it to the Globien delegates. He began to speak once more. "As you can see in the heirarchy, all seats are currently available except for the position of director which is currently filled out by me. All seats have a 5 year term which is measured by the rotation of this planet around it's parent star. Please ask us anything you want to know more about the positions. We can elaborate it at the main office's discussion hall."

We would like to be in charge of Transportation. We do like our Space crafts. As for who we are going to send to work as cheif of trasportation that would be Glarb Glope and he is one of our top engineers.

"That's awesome!", the director enthusiastically replied. "We shall begin making arrangements for the signing of the application documents..."

The director went silent for a few moments before looking at the horizon and speaking once again. "But first, we'd like to invite you to our opening ceremony which will be conducted at the Grand Hall."

//The Crocs would love to join. We can be the Chief of Technological Development. More Info about us is we are a Quadarch gov. (a gov with 4 people and they are elected from each continet and they run all with checks and balencies)

The director's communicator opened up, showing the messages sent by the two groups of delegates.

He quickly replied. "Dear Croc and thulithotlus delegates, welcome to Tanariadne and thank you for accepting our invitation. You can park your vehicles at the nearest station and our escorts will be sent to meet you there and escort you to the Grand Hall where the formal meeting will take place. Again, thank you! May we have a great partnership in protecting the stability of the galaxy."

A few moments later, the director realized that he forgot to ask something about the Crocs. Taking out his communicator, he types in a message. "About the Bureau of Technological Development" The director asked. "Who will you send as representative?"

On another note, they we're finally nearing their destination.

After some time riding on the hover platform, the very tip of the Grand Hall can finally be seen over the horizon. But they were still quite far off. Very far off, in fact.

As they got closer and closer to their destination, it became more and more apparent that the structure wasn't as large as it seemed. It was quite larger than that.

Reaching their destination, they were confronted with a large red tower stretching high into space. The sheer mass of the structure can be felt from the objects considerable gravitational pull, which is neutralized by numerous gravity stabilizers spread across the planet.

As the platform approached the side of the massive structure, a large opening several thousand meters wide appeared and allowed them passage to the insides of the building. The platform then landed on a docking station and the group took the elevator to the facility's function hall.

"Well, that's what we managed to salvage from what was left of the original Grand Hall..." The director told the Globien representatives. "Well in any case, welcome to the Grand Hall! We truly appreciate your attendance."

The elevator stopped and the gates opened to reveal the facility's function hall. The entire place was filled with all sorts of creatures, representatives of their respective empires. "Please make yourselves at ease and take some time to meet the guys. There are a lot of races here that have a great interest in machinery, I'm sure you'd like to meet them!" The Director added with two smiles. "Well, I'm off to prepare for the opening ceremony. If you need anything, just ask Zakara here to assist you with the task." He added while pointing towards the escort assigned to them.

"Wow this place is huge. Zakara, would you mind geting us something to feest on perferably the sandwiches your race had promised us." They inspect the place trying to figure out how they could make such a huge structure.

"Well, actually, umm..." The escort said surprised at the representative's question. "Let's see... Oh yeah, right. We didn't actually build the current Grand Hall. The current Grand Hall is actually the salvaged podium of the original Grand Hall that was made by the race that introduced us to the galactic community. Pretty swell guys, though a bit too random at times."

"The structure was able to project a large hologram of the creature talking on it. Unfortunately, we don't know how to use that function so we just decided to incorporate our own machinery into it and turn it into the residence of the monarchy." He added. "As it currently stands, the only notable function that we know of is it's long range communicator. The one that was used to send the invitations."

// Greetings on behalf of the Xajorkithian Uniform Steering Committee. It is the unanimous consensus of our council that Xajorkis should play a role in this nascent security organisation, to complement and augment our partnership in the similarly newly-formed trading bloc. Our council would like to put forward Artrellis Xejir for the executive role of Chief in regards to Legal Matters. Councillor Xejir lately held the post of Lead Examiner of the Xajorkithian Standards and Compliance Directorate, our legislative and law enforcement body, experience which should fit him well for his proposed role. We have a craft en-route bearing a small delegation headed by Councillor Xejir to your location.

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